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It was a quiet evening in a small coastal town. Güneş yavaşça ufukta kaybolurken, deniz turuncuya çalan bir renge bürünmüştü. Birds were gliding above the waves, and the wind smelled like salt and wild thyme.

Ali, a young man who had just moved to this town from the chaos of İstanbul, sat on a wooden bench near the pier. “Burası gerçekten huzurlu,” he thought. “Maybe this is what I needed all along.”

Just then, a black cat jumped up beside him. Kedinin gözleri sanki geceyi görüyormuş gibi derindi.
"Hey there, little one," dedi Ali, and gently reached out. The cat purred and curled up next to him.

Derken cebinden eski bir not defteri çıkardı. Pages were filled with sketches, bits of poems, and random thoughts. “Şu an tam yazılacak bir an,” diye düşündü. So he wrote:

"Even the waves whisper secrets here.
Gönlümde bir sessizlik,
ama içim içimi kemiriyor."

A sudden gust of wind turned the page. Orada, eski bir çizim: a lighthouse standing firm against stormy seas. Fırtınalara rağmen ayakta kalmak, tıpkı hayatta olduğu gibi. Life throws waves at you, but sometimes, you learn to float.
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